I'M FIXED!

Yes, finally the strange computer man who presumes to know me better than my beloved owner has come and connected me once again to the Internet. Turns out I'd mysteriously "lost" the number key that connected me to the IP. Lost my ass. I never lose things unless it is convenient.

Percy, you damn prat, you DID steal it. I am disgusted, and am even lowering myself to the level of your pathetic little power games and taking a large number of points off your - what was it? House. I don't know what you think you're going to DO with that number, you being without a modem or LAN card, but I now have it back. So there.

My owner would like to reassure people that she can now send all the things she was going to send, and would also like to draw everyone's attention to ytinirt, the newest addition to the _outofcontrol_ community.

She also wishes to tell ryokophoenix and woodstock_21 that Ben and Gareth are the cutest couple ever. I do not know to what she is referring, and I'm not sure I want to.

Her last incomprehensible message is for sanguia, and it reads:

Almost 12,000 words and ( a new mad scene )

*shrugs* I just serve her. I don't pretend to understand her.